Forgive me, for I am sinning again. I read Roxanna a while back, and honestly I cannot get over Dion. Couldn’t find enough stuff with him, so I drabbled one myself this morning.
Warning: definitely NSFW and a little sadistic (it’s Dion, we expect nothing less). Minors Do Not Interact.
“Dion, wait - hng - I can’t-”
You teared up, your dark lashes becoming damp and your vision hazy. The intense stimulation was too much. You wanted him to pause for a moment, to allow some reprieve so that you could catch your breath, but it seemed as though your pleas for mercy only excited him as his movements grew fiercer.
He fucked you as if his life depended on it. Each thrust penetrated you deeply, reaching all of your sensitive spots and making your toes curl. It felt amazing, but it was also overwhelming.
Dion’s hand stealthily slid up from your thighs to your waist, before reaching to your backside and lifting your hips with ease. Your eyes widened as you realized what his intentions were. One of your hands shot out to push against his chest in protest. “Wait-!”
The objection died on your tongue as he gave a particularly harsh trust, burying himself inside of you until his pubic bone was flush against yours. A mixture of a whimper and moan escaped your lips, your nails dug into the firm flesh of his pectoral. He barely even registered the pain, but he paused for a moment, ceasing his movements while keeping you stuffed full of him.
Dion’s red eyes flicked to your face, his breath coarse and heavy as he watched some saliva dribbled down your chin. You stared up at him, your eyes unfocused. Your tried to speak, probably an attempt to scold him, but your words came out as nonsensical gibberish. He couldn’t help the smug smirk that tugged at his lips.
How good it felt to see you powerless beneath him.
Dion leaned down, pausing briefly when his face was mere inches from yours so that he could ask, “you can take it, can’t you?” He cooed with encouragement, an undertone of mockery tainting his voice. You stared up at him, your eyes silently answering ‘no’. He nearly chuckled, his inner sadist satisfied, before he added, “For me?”
You hesitantly nodded, not wanting to disappoint your lover. Dion hummed in approval, pulling back slightly before giving another powerful thrust. Your entire body tensed, your back involuntarily arching as you exhaled a coquettish groan.
“Good girl,”he praised as he leaning in further, licking up your chin where the trail of your own spit resided before capturing your lips with his, purposefully silencing you from being able to protest any further as he continued to violate every part of you.
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THE WAY TO PROTECT THE FEMALE LEAD’S OLDER BROTHER/ROXANA
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
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HOUSE BLACK AGRICHE
➳Dion Agriche
➳Roxana Agriche
➳Jeremy Agriche
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HOUSE BLUE PEDELAIN
➺Cassis Pedelain
➺Sylvia Pedelain
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Same oc, drawn four years apart. (pls click the pictures for a higher quality!)
I'm proud of my progress.. <3
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